"Well, this little injury is not enough to worry about, but you have to bother." Zhao Zifeng pulled out a smile and said to Sun Mengjiao.

"Taking care of you, I don't think it's hard at all, and I don't bother. If you hadn't protected me, I'm afraid I'm the one lying in the hospital now, no, it should be true that there is no Sun Mengjiao in this world. Sun Mengjiao said gratefully.

"Stupid, what stupid things to say, as long as I, Zhao Zifeng, are alive one day, I will never let you die!" Zhao Zifeng clenched her little hand and reassured.

"You're in a coma, and your speech has become so numb, I can't accept it." Sun Mengjiao was obviously happy to death in her heart, and deliberately said so.

"But you like to hear it, don't you?" Zhao Zifeng said with a smile.

Because Sun Mengjiao loves to listen to love words, even if Zhao Zifeng doesn't like to say it very much, he will tell her.

"Yes, I just love to listen, so you have to say it often." Sun Mengjiao said with satisfaction.

"It's really not ashamed to praise you for being so proud." Zhao Zifeng said with some amusement.

"My skin is as thick as a cow, it's all thanks to you Zhao Zifeng." If it weren't for Zhao Zifeng's poisonous tongue and frequent damage to her, how could he be so cheeky as her.

"Okay, I'm wrong, everything is my fault." Zhao Zifeng said with a doting face, but he didn't mean to blame Sun Mengjiao.

"How is the wound on your body, does it still hurt, do you want me to call a doctor for you?" Sun Mengjiao noticed the wound on his body and asked worriedly.

"You are my medicine, and with you, my wounds will not hurt at all." Zhao Zifeng said in a soft tone.

"Sure enough, it's a master of flirting with girls, this mouth is really not ordinary sweet!" Sun Mengjiao praised.

Just as Sun Mengjiao finished speaking, he received a call from Li Guoliang, and Zhao's father, who learned that Zhao Zifeng was injured, hurriedly took a special car, walked into the VIP ward, and saw Zhao Zifeng lying on the hospital bed, put away his nervous look, and said with a bit of sarcasm in his tone: "Stinky boy, I will send you to learn all kinds of boxing techniques when you are young, I didn't expect your strength to be so poor, so you will be injured, and it really disgraces the face of our Zhao family." ”

"Dad, you can't blame Zifeng, if he didn't protect me, with his ability, he would never be hurt, in the final analysis, I will affect him." Sun Mengjiao immediately said good things for Zhao Zifeng.

"Mengjiao, you don't have to speak for this stinky boy, in the final analysis, it is his lack of ability that will cause him to be injured and go to the hospital, if he can't even protect his wife, then he is not worthy of being the descendant of our Zhao family." Father Zhao sneered.

"Dad, you came here to taunt me and see my jokes?" Zhao Zifeng has long been accustomed to Zhao's father's attitude, so naturally he will not give him a good look.

"Yes, I came here to see if your stinky boy is dead, so I can find a successor and take charge of the Zhao Group for me." Father Zhao retorted.

"I'm sorry, I can't die, I can't do what you want." Zhao Zifeng shot back.

No wonder Zhao Zifeng is so venomous, the daring is inherited by Zhao's father, and it is really better than the blue, obviously Zhao Zifeng's poisonous tongue is better than Zhao's father.

"Dad, Zifeng, you two talk slowly, I'll buy a bottle of water for the two of you, so as not to talk too long and get thirsty." Sun Mengjiao casually found an excuse to leave without disturbing the conversation between the two fathers and sons.

"It's better to be this daughter-in-law, who knows how to be considerate of my father-in-law, how can you be like you, a stinky boy, who causes trouble for me all day long, you can't let me worry about it one day." Father Zhao is praising Sun Mengjiao and belittling Zhao Zifeng's rhythm.

"That Chen family really doesn't know what to do, I already gave them a chance last time, and now I came to trouble my son again, and almost killed you, this time I will not tolerate it, and I will not leave them a little way to live." Zhao's father really cared about his son this time, and he scolded people, and even talked a lot.

"Dad, when did you become so verbose?" When Zhao Zifeng saw Father Zhao like this, he was a little moved at once, but he still asked like this.

"If you stinky boy can make people feel at ease, how can I be so verbose?" Father Zhao asked rhetorically.

"Dad, you go back first, I will naturally deal with the affairs of the Chen family, so I won't worry about your old man." Zhao Zifeng already had a plan in his heart, so naturally he didn't need Zhao's father to intervene.

"Your father and I are not old, so can't we be the masters of our son?" Father Zhao said dissatisfiedly.

"Dad, Zifeng doesn't mean that, he doesn't feel sorry for you, I want you to go shopping and play more while you're young, so that your mood will be better, and you won't have regrets when you get old." Sun Mengjiao bought two bottles of water and came back, and when she heard the conversation between the two fathers and sons of the Zhao family, she immediately said good things for Zhao Zifeng.

"You stinky boy, you don't have any other skills, just marry a good wife, so good at speaking for you, and coaxing me very happy, if you add me a big fat grandson as soon as possible, I will be even happier." Father Zhao said with a smile.

"Everyone else is a mother who worries about her grandson's affairs, but on your side, why did you become a father to worry about?" Zhao Zifeng said with some amusement.

"From childhood to adulthood, I have been both a father and a mother for you, why can't I look forward to my grandson?" Father Zhao said unconvinced.

Seeing the two fathers and sons arguing, it was very funny, Sun Mengjiao couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, Dad, Zifeng and I will definitely work hard to give you a big fat grandson." ”

"It is worthy of being my good daughter-in-law, she is really filial, what is the need, just mention it to Dad, and you will be satisfied." Father Zhao smiled with a smile.

"Dad, my wife doesn't need you to worry about it yet, I can give her whatever she wants!" Zhao Zifeng was a little jealous and said, whose wife is this?

"This kid has learned to eat Dad's vinegar. Okay, I won't disturb the love between the two of you, go back to Zhao's house to rest first. After Father Zhao finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to go home.

"Dad, I'll send you off." Sun Mengjiao saw that Zhao Zifeng was inconvenient, so she had to send Zhao's father away on her behalf.

"No, you just stay here and take good care of this stinky boy, you don't have to worry about anything else." After Zhao's father finished speaking, he strode out of the VIP ward.

At this time, Sun Mengjiao saw the two bottles of water in her hand, and then she remembered, and sighed: "Oh my God, I bought water and forgot to give it to my father." ”

"You little confused, you were fooled by your father, and you completely forgot about business." Zhao Zifeng quipped.

"Dad was also worried about you, so he came to see you, but it is conceivable that Dad still loves you as a son very much." Sun Mengjiao said with a smile.

"I know that he has been a father and a mother all these years, and it is not easy to pull me up all the way. So in order to repay Dad's kindness, we still have a child as soon as possible to give him an old man to hug. Zhao Zifeng looked at Sun Mengjiao, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"Zhao Zifeng, you really don't mention which pot to mention, can you give birth to a child if you want to, and you must also make up for your body, and fate will only come when you arrive." Sun Mengjiao said with a red face, but she was a little embarrassed by Zhao Zifeng's words.

The two of them went from disliking each other, to hating each other, and then to falling in love with each other, the process changed really fast, how could they discuss having a child at this time.

"Go back and let Aunt Wang replenish your body, I guarantee that it will be soon." Zhao Zifeng hooked his lips and smiled.

"I won't tell you, you scoundrel, you like to tease me." Sun Mengjiao turned her back to him, her tone was dissatisfied, but she said with a smile on her face.

"Ahh Suddenly, she heard Zhao Zifeng's painful voice behind her, so frightened that Sun Mengjiao immediately turned around and asked nervously, "What's the matter, is it painful to pull the wound?" ”

"Well, I wanted to hug you, but I never wanted to pull the wounds on my body." Zhao Zifeng lay there and said with a painful look.

"Where it hurts, I'll see." Sun Mengjiao asked worriedly.

"It hurts here and there." Zhao Zifeng pointed up and down all over his body, making Sun Mengjiao realize something, and scolded him angrily: "Okay, you Zhao Zifeng, you dare to pretend to be sick and deceive me, I hate you!" ”

"Okay, don't be angry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't make you angry." Zhao Zifeng subconsciously held her little hand and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"Hmph, don't think I'll forgive you like this, go home and punish you for helping me wash my clothes for a month." Sun Mengjiao was unforgiving, but she had already forgiven him in her heart.

"Okay, don't say a month, half a year is fine." Zhao Zifeng assured.

"Are you hungry or not, do you want to eat something first?" Sun Mengjiao asked.

I'm afraid that he must be hungry when he just woke up and talked for so long.

"Well, sort of." Only then did Zhao Zifeng realize that he was a little hungry.

"Okay, I'll tell Li Tezhu to buy it right away." After Sun Mengjiao finished speaking, she walked outside and told Li Tezhu to pack some light porridge and come back.

In order to prevent the Chen family's people from sending some more people to hurt Zhao Zifeng, Li Tezhu also specially sent a few of his men to stay at the door to protect them.

"Thank you for saving me without your life!" Sun Mengjiao came back again, and Zhao Zifeng thanked her.

"How do you know?" Sun Mengjiao asked in surprise.

He was obviously dizzy just now, how could he know that she saved him?

"Although I am lying on the hospital bed and can't wake up, my consciousness is still there, I can feel the danger coming, and you saved me." Zhao Zifeng seems to know everything in his state of mind, he knows everything.

"The professional killers before were sent by Father Chen to assassinate us, and even the doctor just now was sent by Father Chen to kill you." Sun Mengjiao told truthfully.

"That old thing, I have long looked at me unpleasantly, seeing that I have made the Zhao Group prosperous in recent years, robbed their business, and I almost stopped the shares of the Chen Group in order to stand up for you, he will inevitably hate me and have a bad intention." Zhao Zifeng had already guessed that it was the Chen family's hand, but because there was no evidence, he couldn't really tell Chen's father what to do, so he could only intimidate him.

"Then what are you going to do with Father Chen next?" Sun Mengjiao asked curiously.

"Do you want me to let Chen Zheming go?" Zhao Zifeng immediately guessed that Sun Mengjiao's words contained another layer of meaning.

"Yes, all of this is done by Father Chen alone, and it has nothing to do with Senior Zhechen, not to mention that he injured his head last time in order to save me, I feel guilty about him, how can I repay him a favor." Sun Mengjiao said.

After Sun Mengjiao took the porridge, Li Tezhu retreated, and Sun Mengjiao smiled at Zhao Zifeng: "Come, get up and eat porridge." ”

"Clear soup and little water, how do you let me eat it?" Zhao Zifeng glanced at such a light porridge, there was not even a piece of meat in it, and he couldn't eat it at all.

"You still have injuries on your body now, you need to eat some light porridge to recover quickly, eating too much meat is not good, and the wound is easy to heal." After Sun Mengjiao finished speaking, she put the porridge on the table on the side, gently helped Zhao Zifeng up, and helped him get a pillow, which was more delicious.

Zhao Zifeng leaned on the pillow, put one hand on his injured arm, and said with a little pain: "My arm hurts a little, I'm afraid I can't even pick up the spoon." ”

"Then I'll feed you." Sun Mengjiao couldn't bear it, after all, Zhao Zifeng was injured in order to save her, and she was lying in the hospital, and she had to be responsible for him.

"Won't it be troublesome?" Zhao Zifeng said with embarrassment.

"Don't bother, you are my husband, take care of you, feed you porridge is deserved." After Sun Mengjiao finished speaking, she picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew it cold, and then fed it into Zhao Zifeng's mouth.